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destiny
Contributed by
darkeyedman
on
Monday, 28th October 2002 @ 08:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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Memories rise and fall
Like waves of neon on the wall,
Flashing a welcome sign.
All the faces you can’t recall.
The first, the last, the curtain call,
Just suits standing in a line.
Working girls and lonesome guys
Stalk around like cold war spies,
Fearful to be seen.
Greedy pimps and jealous wives
Searching all the joints and dives,
Hope to intervene.
Eyes see, but lips won’t tell
At the destiny hotel.
Money counts and eyes avert,
Socks and pants and pleated skirt
fall upon the floor.
Screams of passion hide the hurt,
Cry out love and feel like dirt,
Stained forever more.
Car doors slam day and night.
Teeth that nibble and words that bite
Leave marks you dare not show.
The private passions, the public slight,
The policeman reading you your rights
As if you didn’t know.
John rings the counter bell
At the destiny hotel.
Copyright ©
darkeyedman
... [
2002-10-28 08:45:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: destiny
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jackee_line on
Friday, 13th June 2003 @ 07:17:43 AM AEST (User
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This is very good ,well done. |
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